Go

He says you sound blue, and I can't see the sad shapes in the ink trail behind me. Do I not feel now more alive than in ages? Does it not seem the darkness of fall brings with it this time a tingle, like the excitement of new love? A room spreads out around me, paper piles and clothes strewn around like they're free. A voice speaks through me like an old neglected friend, familiar like we were never not one. Soon, soon, everything will happen and the world is brand new. I have been lost, I'll be the first to admit, these words are merely placeholders, they mean nothing.

1. Do things that scare you.

Living might be the first.

Starts

The aftermath of a storm comes in waves. A surge of the tide pummels the blocks you've set up, drowns the slight calm where you could breathe. Words were said that cannot be taken back, you've placed this elephant out in the open and let it speak, and now you have to follow up and walk it through the town. It terrifies you. For so long you were trying only to make it to this moment; once it's passed, this is the time to actually swim.

Barricade yourself under a tin roof while the rain pounds at your edges. When the clouds let up, stroll the streets of your city, this old love of yours, it looks brand new in twilight, it looks brand new under the soles of your freed feet, it looks like it did when you first met and fell in love and everything was possible because it still does and it still is.

You got lost for a minute. It doesn't matter.

You are back.

Storm

It is not long
now,
not far
Walk towards it
until it is
inevitable

Then let it happen.